Friday, June 13, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
working on it. . .
Wow, it's like February and March never existed. I wonder what the world would be like without those months. I guess for now, it doesn't really matter, it's all cold and snowy anyway, it's really just an extended January, am I right? Am I right?
I've been so busy with job stuff. I'm really sorry for not being more entertaining. I wish I was back to normal. I don't feel like my usual self anyway. My mood is controlled by the weather and the weather is controlled by my 2 hamsters. I'm serious. They squeak a lot more when it's about to rain, they stay hidden when it's snowing, and move their food to one side of the cage when it's nice out. The only problem is that I'm working a lot, so keeping them happy isn't easy. I guess you could blame the weather then on me.
Don't worry, guys. I'll fix this right away.
I've been so busy with job stuff. I'm really sorry for not being more entertaining. I wish I was back to normal. I don't feel like my usual self anyway. My mood is controlled by the weather and the weather is controlled by my 2 hamsters. I'm serious. They squeak a lot more when it's about to rain, they stay hidden when it's snowing, and move their food to one side of the cage when it's nice out. The only problem is that I'm working a lot, so keeping them happy isn't easy. I guess you could blame the weather then on me.
Don't worry, guys. I'll fix this right away.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Saturday, January 26, 2008
A Little Target promo
Why do I love Target? Because for less than $30 I got:
sweat pants
a hoodie
shoes
soft lips chapstick
car air freshener
and zantac
Besides, when I went to school they offered me a scholarship. They give back to the poeple!
"We love you Target, oh yes we do-o
We love you Target, we'll always be tru-e
When we go shopping, we shout Yahoo!
Oh Target, we love you."
I made that up. Did I mention we got the heat back?
sweat pants
a hoodie
shoes
soft lips chapstick
car air freshener
and zantac
Besides, when I went to school they offered me a scholarship. They give back to the poeple!
"We love you Target, oh yes we do-o
We love you Target, we'll always be tru-e
When we go shopping, we shout Yahoo!
Oh Target, we love you."
I made that up. Did I mention we got the heat back?
Friday, January 25, 2008
Aye aye aye, it's Christmas
So when I got home from work yesterday I noticed a slight breeze inside the house. Glancing upon the thermostat the house read at 60 degrees. At first I wasn't thrown off by this, I mean Crazy Lady likes the keep the house cooler so our heating bills don't go up, and at night the house is usually around 62 degrees. So I assumed she was keeping it even cooler while we were all at work because I've been jacking up the heat a bunch recently during the day, due to two little dwarf hamsters I've recently adopted. That story is for another day.
Anyway, so instead of getting into trouble by messing with the heat, I decide to keep busy. So I run a few laps around the house, do some laundry, burn some cd's, bake some delicious cookies (I swear I have a gift). In the laundry is my favorite hoodie, so soft and so warm, but I can't put it on because it's dirty. So at this point I'm wearing two bras, a tank top, a thermal shirt, a t-shirt, jeans, and two pairs of socks. Yep, I can still feel the cold. I go back to the thermostat and it's now 59 degrees.
Crazy Lady comes home and usually if I've messed with the temperature she'll say, "Hey, why do I smell heat?!" and the door bangs open, and she'll take the 11 earth shattering steps needed to get from the door to the thermostat. However, this time she yells, "Why is it so breezy?" I swear she never says "hello" anymore.
So apparently the furnace is shot, she's been holding out on buying a new one. This one is a year older than me. We got a guy to come last night, but he didn't have the correct motor in his truck. He's coming back today sometime and my new Dell is supposed to come sometime today also. So we can't leave the house until that's taken care of. Right now it's 56 degrees. My fingers can barely type on this little keyboard.
What's interesting is that while we're waiting for him to come, Crazy Lady is making a list of fun WARM things to do after we get the heat back. Am I her daughter or what? One of the things is to go to Target.
"Why Mom? Is there something you need?"
"No, but I have a 50 dollar gift card from my birthday."
"Oh."
"We can look around."
"So we're going to leave once we have heat?"
Right now, I hear Crazy Lady in the basement moving around boxes and the weights my father has yet to use. Anything to keep warm, I guess. Did I ever mention that Crazy Lady is 5'1''? She's also baking everything she can find in the house, as an excuse to turn the oven on. If anyone wants pie, cake, cookies, or a lasagna just let me know.
Anyway, so instead of getting into trouble by messing with the heat, I decide to keep busy. So I run a few laps around the house, do some laundry, burn some cd's, bake some delicious cookies (I swear I have a gift). In the laundry is my favorite hoodie, so soft and so warm, but I can't put it on because it's dirty. So at this point I'm wearing two bras, a tank top, a thermal shirt, a t-shirt, jeans, and two pairs of socks. Yep, I can still feel the cold. I go back to the thermostat and it's now 59 degrees.
Crazy Lady comes home and usually if I've messed with the temperature she'll say, "Hey, why do I smell heat?!" and the door bangs open, and she'll take the 11 earth shattering steps needed to get from the door to the thermostat. However, this time she yells, "Why is it so breezy?" I swear she never says "hello" anymore.
So apparently the furnace is shot, she's been holding out on buying a new one. This one is a year older than me. We got a guy to come last night, but he didn't have the correct motor in his truck. He's coming back today sometime and my new Dell is supposed to come sometime today also. So we can't leave the house until that's taken care of. Right now it's 56 degrees. My fingers can barely type on this little keyboard.
What's interesting is that while we're waiting for him to come, Crazy Lady is making a list of fun WARM things to do after we get the heat back. Am I her daughter or what? One of the things is to go to Target.
"Why Mom? Is there something you need?"
"No, but I have a 50 dollar gift card from my birthday."
"Oh."
"We can look around."
"So we're going to leave once we have heat?"
Right now, I hear Crazy Lady in the basement moving around boxes and the weights my father has yet to use. Anything to keep warm, I guess. Did I ever mention that Crazy Lady is 5'1''? She's also baking everything she can find in the house, as an excuse to turn the oven on. If anyone wants pie, cake, cookies, or a lasagna just let me know.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Goodbye
I'm a little disturbed by Heath Ledger's death. I feel like this was an actor who could have done so many great roles, and after Batman, I know that he was not going to be one those who gets type-cast. I really strongly believe that he could have been the next Marlon Brando.
"Whoa whoa whoa, I wouldn't say that," says NathaN, "I mean, he was okaaay, but no one is as good as MB."
"You're right, because dying so early has turned him in the next James Dean."
If you look at every role that he's ever done, the character was always different. He was always searching for a new role to play, never the same thing twice. It's like acting is only fun the first time around.
To think I had a chance to work with him and I turned it down to walk across the stage at my graduation instead. I'm so very depressed.
Anyway, for anyone who doesn't believe me when I say all this, wait till Batman comes to theaters. You'll see.
Watch a trailor
"Whoa whoa whoa, I wouldn't say that," says NathaN, "I mean, he was okaaay, but no one is as good as MB."
"You're right, because dying so early has turned him in the next James Dean."
If you look at every role that he's ever done, the character was always different. He was always searching for a new role to play, never the same thing twice. It's like acting is only fun the first time around.
To think I had a chance to work with him and I turned it down to walk across the stage at my graduation instead. I'm so very depressed.
Anyway, for anyone who doesn't believe me when I say all this, wait till Batman comes to theaters. You'll see.
Watch a trailor
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Dr Pepper
Last, there's a new Dr Pepper flavor. Cherry Chocolate Diet Dr Pepper! I'm very excited to try it.
I wonder how it would taste in brownie form? Really, I mean c'mon, only the good sodas taste good in both liquid AND solid form.
Ha. Just kidding, I still love flat Sprite.
I know I'm not the only one. . . okay, maybe I am.
I wonder how it would taste in brownie form? Really, I mean c'mon, only the good sodas taste good in both liquid AND solid form.
Ha. Just kidding, I still love flat Sprite.
I know I'm not the only one. . . okay, maybe I am.
YouTube Butt Wrestling
For all of you who don't know what butt wrestling is.
Click here, for your life will forever change
The rules:
Keep your hands on your ankles
No Farting
First one down, loses
You take me on, you're going down
Click here, for your life will forever change
The rules:
Keep your hands on your ankles
No Farting
First one down, loses
You take me on, you're going down
If you steal my ideas, I will hunt you down.
Oh wow, I suck at writing. I was swept up with the holidays and everything. I've been jotting down script ideas. I think I've got some good ones:
A woman thinks her daughter is gay, so she recruits her daughter's two best friends to set the daughter up with boys, which in the end only becomes a game. . . a terrible terrible game. POV of the daughter.
A boy wants to become an "Ultimate Super Champion." So he and his friends train in all areas of odd sports in order to compete in the annual marathon. Sports include: tree trunk throwing, catapulting, zorbing, capoiera, butt wrestling, sepak takraw, cheese rolling, elephant polo, etc. It's going to be intense.
A girl and her stepfather are trying to connect after the death of her mother. Doesn't help much that the old neighbor next door is very strange and really into other people's business. Bad things might happen.
A girl who likes to touch people meets a girl who doesn't like to like to be touched. How will this relationship work?
These are all very very brief descriptions, and may not even be the whole story. Sub-plots may ensue. I've been working on a bunch of these since high school. Don't worry, I have lots more too.
A woman thinks her daughter is gay, so she recruits her daughter's two best friends to set the daughter up with boys, which in the end only becomes a game. . . a terrible terrible game. POV of the daughter.
A boy wants to become an "Ultimate Super Champion." So he and his friends train in all areas of odd sports in order to compete in the annual marathon. Sports include: tree trunk throwing, catapulting, zorbing, capoiera, butt wrestling, sepak takraw, cheese rolling, elephant polo, etc. It's going to be intense.
A girl and her stepfather are trying to connect after the death of her mother. Doesn't help much that the old neighbor next door is very strange and really into other people's business. Bad things might happen.
A girl who likes to touch people meets a girl who doesn't like to like to be touched. How will this relationship work?
These are all very very brief descriptions, and may not even be the whole story. Sub-plots may ensue. I've been working on a bunch of these since high school. Don't worry, I have lots more too.
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